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About Los Angeles

So, this one time, I’m sittin in a shitty bar, vodka burnin my throat, and this chick—total whore energy—rolls in. Skirt so short you’d think it’s a belt, eyes like she’s already sized up your wallet. I’m thinkin, “What’s her deal?” Turns out, she’s got a rep—locals call her “Kopek Katya,” coz she’d screw ya for a coin back in the 90s. Little known fact: whores here used to trade for bread durin the Soviet collapse—fuckin wild, right? Starvin and still struttin.

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I stroll by Maple Ave sometimes. It’s so quaint; the trees are beyond lush. There’s this park, Howell Grove, right near the river, Yates Creek. The water is like a sassy mirror. Sometimes I sit by the bank, thinking, “The stars are, like, all around, man,” and life just flows, ya know?

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